Just back from visiting my dear ones today at the nursing home. The best part of our morning praise service is shaking hands with each other and greeting one another by name. I wonder if that is how it will be as we enter heaven. I know Jesus says He is the door so I am looking forward to Him greeting me by name. Have a blessed week!!
But he who enters by the door is the shepherd of the sheep. To him the gatekeeper opens. The sheep hear his voice, and he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. John 10:2-3 ESV
As we approached, the little flock of sheep crossed the small gravel road and huddled together with their faces pressed against a building. They hid their faces maybe hoping that we wouldn’t see them. But after our car passed over the rutted road, the young boy acting as their shepherd patiently led them back towards their pasture. Though we had intended them no harm; the sheep did not feel safe in our presence. They did not know us and we did not know their names.
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That flock of sheep that I met once in India, remind me a lot of the people I meet in nursing homes…
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